When my girlfriend started acting depressed all the time, I thought she didn’t want to be with me, and for a while we fought more than we talked. She wouldn’t listen to me and half the time she didn’t make any sense when she talked. We broke up before her Intervention. I was there because I know she knows I still care about her but am more concerned about her health. It took me a while to figure out what to say to her, but the specialist helped me a lot with that.
My son was only 8 years old when I caught him smoking cigarettes. If I had known then what I know now, I may have watched him closer as he approached his teenage years and started hanging around some dysfunctional neighborhood kids. When he landed himself in a lock-up, I didn’t know where to turn. I consider myself very lucky to have stumbled on this program. As a single father with two jobs, I had no idea who took over raising my son until it was almost too late. I am relieved that there are people out there who are really willing to help.
I just couldn’t believe it. My husband was the picture of the American Dream. He was a successful Latino attorney, had a beautiful house, and also nearly divorced me so he could spend more time with his mistress — cocaine. I felt so betrayed at first. I thought that this was the end of our family. My kids didn’t understand what was happening. When my friend told me about this Intervention program, I was so desperate to find help, I called the same day! Things are not perfect now, but I understand what is going on a little better, and that is a blessing.
One day out of the blue, my step-sister started just hitting and yelling at me. I couldn’t understand anything she was talking about. It seemed that she had lost her mind and they nearly decided to lock her up in a mental institution. I came to find out that she had been sexually attacked when she was young and was stealing her mom’s prescription medication to cover up the pain. I am glad she did not have to go to that place because she needed a different kind of help. When she apologized to me during the Intervention, I cried for so long. I just couldn’t believe that there really was hope for her. Everyone else had given up and called her crazy.
Hello. I am the manager of a respectable Science Center, and am writing today to encourage employers to participate in these Interventions whenever possible. I knew there was something wrong when my star graphic designer, who started coming in to work late on a regular basis, called up one day with the strangest excuse I’ve ever heard. She said, “I’ll be right there, I’m juggling my cat.” I thought I would have to fire her when I smelled the booze on her breath. I was relieved to be presented with a viable alternative, and was able to keep a valuable employee on staff. Thanks, Brad.
My boyfriend is a musician and I know that makes a lot of people think that he must be into drugs. Since working with the books and training videos, I realized that it was not because he was a creative type, and there are many people who have these problems from all walks of life. What a relief! We had broken up several times and there were times when I thought it was all over. He is really great when he’s sober and now I get to be a part of his life in a more healthy way, which is what I really wanted.
I could tell my daughter was in real serious trouble when her grades dropped from A to D. I will never forget the way she struggled to answer the simple question that was asked of her during the Intervention, “what’s really bothering you?” She has become more articulate since going into treatment and now we actually talk about the things that are bothering her instead of ignoring them or trying to cover them up. I didn’t really understand why the Intervention was necessary until much later. Thank you for the help — I needed it!
My father is a hard worker and always has been. I didn’t know that he had a problem with meth because he kept it so tightly under wraps. I remember the change happening when his mother died. He stopped talking to us, never came to holiday gatherings anymore and always made excuses that he had to work whenever any of the family called him. I didn’t think that anyone could get through to him. He is almost 50 and no one thought this could happen to a hard working man at that age. I am so glad he got the help he needed.
My daughter went through a horrible experience with one of those kids at school. Ever since that happened, she has been drinking almost every day. At first I thought that there was nothing I could do about it because she was over 18 at the time. If it had not been for the choir director at my church, who had some good sense and even better connections, I think I may have lost my baby girl. The look in her eyes when she agreed to go into therapy was the most beautiful music to my ears I’d ever heard!
-Beth Ann L.
None of my family thought is was possible for may teenage daughter to be an alcoholic. I had grown up in a family that celebrated holidays by allowing the kids to drink. It is terrifying to think back on those days now — I can’t believe we didn’t even notice that she was getting drunk at every single holiday gathering. If it had not been for the family education of this successful Intervention program, I would have no understanding of how this could happen to a teenager, and how I could so easily miss it altogether.
As a working single mother, I know what it means to be busy. When my neighbor’s kid started coming over and stealing from me, I just about lost it. It was too much for me. Between trying to raise my own kids and working and everything else, I just couldn’t handle this situation. Was I in crisis? You bet. It seemed like there was nowhere to turn except to the police. I am so glad it didn’t have to get to that point.
When my co-worker started asking me to do little extra projects for him, I thought it was a little strange. When these request continued, I thought it was rude. But when I saw him at the company party, I realized that he had a problem. It wasn’t easy to get the boss involved in this, but I felt there was no other way. When we staged the Intervention, we did it at work. That may be why it worked, and he was able to keep his job. Since the successful Intervention, his quality of work has improved and we have enjoyed a more productive work environment.
When my friend started taking me out to the bars, I just thought she was a social drinker. It took me two years to find out that she had a circuit of friends that she would go out with — almost every day. In a way, it was good that I didn’t see her all the time because I may not have recognized the change. After a while, it started to show on her face and in the way she talked. She was having a problem and I know for sure she didn’t always remember what happened the night before. Now that’s scary. Without this Alcohol Intervention program, I don’t think I could have been able to help her the way I did.
My son had a great sense of humor when he was little. For some reason, at about age 12, that all disappeared. I was scared because I didn’t hardly recognize him. Everything about him changed. His hair, his clothes, even the way he smiled, which became less and less often. The hardest thing for me to do the Intervention was that he kept using my Christian faith to drive a wedge between our conversation and his drug problem. When we did the Intervention, we had to use a Buddhist’s friend’s house so he would even agree to go. Apparently, he liked the energy and said it helped him to focus. Now, looking back I can see that he really was trying but didn’t know how to express himself constructively.
My auntie has always been plump since I could remember. I didn’t think that you could be addicted to food. When I went away to college, she had been gaining weight, but I didn’t know that it was a problem until I came back to visit a few times. Each time she got larger until her stomach almost touched the floor when she was sitting down. We cried a lot during the Intervention because she told us that she didn’t think anybody cared about her anymore. She couldn’t believe that we were actually trying to help her. She wanted the help but didn’t know if she could do it alone. Now she doesn’t have to be.
I knew my girlfriend for 8 years before she started showing me how much she really used drugs. All kinds of drugs. We were friends before we got together. But when she made a move on me, she wanted me to get high with her. This continued for two years before I just couldn’t take the excuses any more.
I suspected my mother had a drug problem for years but she wouldn’t admit it. She thought that because she was using prescription drugs that she couldn’t abuse them. She would take me to the hospital, lie to get refills, and try to get me to help her cover it up. When my dad arranged the Intervention, they told me to write to her about how she affected me when she did these things. That’s the first time anyone asked me how I felt about the situation. I love my mom and I’m glad to have her back in my life. I was scared of losing her.
Even after my son agreed to go into therapy for his drug abuse, I still didn’t believe that this program would work. I thought we would get a little help and send him back with nothing but a pat on the back for luck. I was so wrong! We got follow-up help, phone calls, appointments and a sober companion to help him have a social life that didn’t involve drugs. He told me he didn’t even think that was possible!
As a professional nurse, I knew that when I caught my co-worker stealing medication from my workplace that I had to do something about it right away. A problem like this could quickly get out of hand and I didn’t want to see anything happen to her. I didn’t have much time to reinvent the wheel on this one. So I enrolled in the online training Intervention program before confronting her about those occasional misrepresented reports she would write. When it was time for the Intervention, I was up to speed.
When my wife started shopping heavily, I was very angry at her and thought that she was doing it as a personal insult. We used to fight about money almost every day because of it, and I didn’t think her arguments made much sense at all. Now I can see that she was not really doing it to hurt me; she was doing it because she was hurting. When I read Brad Lamm’s book I recognized my wife all over the pages! It was the best call I ever made.